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This quite oddly reminds me of when my kids were little. My son was a hysterical crier, sometimes in mid-cry he would inhale until he passed out. The first few times I saw it it scared the heck out of me but after running it by his pediatrician I was assured that after passing out he would usually start breathing normally and wake up after a few seconds. Whenever strangers or not often seen family members saw it they would get really upset and I was completely casual.To change the subject to something happier, AWM and I were talking about rashes. Both LS and I have sensitive skin, and we'd get rashes at the drop of a hat (or brush of a plant, or playing in sand, or something). Once, when I was a kid and shortly after DD and AWM divorced, IB, DD, and I were up at a family reunion (they used to have one every year), and on that particular trip I brushed against--something, I guess, but didn't really notice anything until one of my aunts screamed and pointed. I had a red, blotchy rash running from my left shoulder down to my wrist (summers were hot and I wore as few clothes as I could get away with). The aunt started yelling something about taking me to a doctor immediately and another aunt calmly said, "It doesn't hurt, itch, or burn so it's merely--what was the word you used Tally?" "Aesthetic," I replied.
Oh and one time my daughter bit a piece of Popsicle and swallowed wrong starting to choke, her father got really scared. I was like, dude it's ice and she is 96 degrees.